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Evening Quotes (page 418)

Maybe you'll come to know that every man in every generation is refired. Does a craftsman, even in his old age, lose his hunger to make a perfect cup--thin, strong, translucent?" He held his cup to the light. " All impurities burned out and ready for a glorious flux, and for that-- more fire. And then either the slag heap or, perhaps what no one in the world ever quite gives up, perfection." He drained his cup and he said loudly, "Cal, listen to me. Can you think that whatever made us-- would... John Steinbeck
Peter needs tenderness. For the first time in his life he’s discovered a girl; for the first time he’s seen that even the biggest pests also have an inner self and a heart, and are transformed as soon as they’re alone with you. Anne Frank
He said to himself, that he hated Margaret, but a wild, sharp sensation of love cleft his dull, thunderous feeling like lightning, even as he shaped the words expressive of hatred. His greatest comfort was in hugging his torment; and in feeling, as he had indeed said to her, that though she might despise him, contemn him, treat him with her proud sovereign indifference, he did not change one whit. She could not make him change. He loved her, and would love her; and defy her, and this... Elizabeth Gaskell
With me, travelling is frankly a vice. The temptation to indulge in it is one which I find almost as hard to resist as the temptation to read promiscuously, omnivorously and without purpose. From time to time, it is true, I make a desperate resolution to mend my ways. I sketch out programmes of useful, serious reading; I try to turn my rambling voyages into systematic tours through the history of art and civilization. But without much success. After a little I relapse into my old bad ways.... Aldous Huxley
Literature had taken possession even of her memories. She was matching him, presumably, with certain characters in the old novels... Virginia Woolf
When I sleepwalkinto your room, and pick you up, and hold you up in the moonlight, you cling to mehard, as if clinging could save us. I thinkyou think. I will never die, I think I exudeto you the permanence of smoke or stars, even asmy broken arms heal themselves around you. Galway Kinnell
Life is like invading Russia. A blitz start, massed shakos, plumes dancing like a flustered henhouse; a period of svelte progress recorded in ebullient despatches as the enemy falls back; then the beginning of a long, morale-sapping trudge with rations getting shorter and the first snowflakes upon your face. The enemy burns Moscow and you yield to General January, whose fingernails are very icicles. Bitter retreat. Harrying Cossacks. Eventually you fall beneath a boy-gunner's grapeshot while... Julian Barnes
David Foster Wallace quote: "[T]he worst kind of nihilist—the kind who isn't even aware..."
[T]he worst kind of nihilist—the kind who isn't even aware he's a nihilist. David Foster Wallace
Alain de Botton quote: "One's doing well if age improves even slightly one's capacity..."
One's doing well if age improves even slightly one's capacity to hold on to that vital truism: "This too shall pass. Alain de Botton
Nobody'd be different. The only thing that would be different would be you. Not that you'd be so much older or anything. It wouldn't be that, exactly. You'd just be different, that's all. You'd have an overcoat on this time. Or the kid that was your partner in line the last time had got scarlet fever and you'd have a new partner. Or you'd have a substitute taking the class, instead of Miss Aigletinger. Or you'd heard your mother and father having a terrific fight in the bathroom. Or you'd... J. D. Salinger
If he had even blinked, she would have been gone; but he did not blink, and he held her, as he had learned to hold griffins and chimeras motionless with his steady gaze. Her bare feet wounded him deeper than any tusk or riving talon ever had, but he was a true hero. Peter S. Beagle
Terry Prachett quote: "Voodoo is a very interesting religion for the whole family,..."
Voodoo is a very interesting religion for the whole family, even those members of it who are dead. Terry Prachett
I had diverged, digressed, wandered, and become wild. I didn't embrace the word as my new name because it defined negative aspects of my circumstances or life, but because even in my darkest days—those very days in which I was naming myself—I saw the power of the darkness. Saw that, in fact, I had strayed and that I was a stray and that from the wild places my straying had brought me, I knew things I couldn't have known before. Cheryl Strayed
Hiro feels even at this moment that something has been torn open in the world and that he is dangling above the gap, staring into a place where he does not want to be. Neal Stephenson
There are people who will say that this whole account is a lie, but a thing isn't necessarily a lie even if it didn't necessarily happen. John Steinbeck

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